Nikhar
01-11-2009, 05:12 AM
Note:- I have purposefully kept the language of the story very simple hoping that the correct emotions are brought out.
I am sincerely awaiting your comments! :)
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Thank You!
In one of those sunny days, when each soul is eager to roam outside, I was given the mundane task of fetching some household items, which I surprisingly, accepted with buoyance.
Humming a mellifluous tune to myself, I commenced towards my first destination – “The Bakery”. After selecting the buns, the breads and the cakes, I thanked the baker, gave him money and thanked again. Still humming, I proceeded towards my next stop. The process of selecting, purchasing and thanking at various shops continued for a little while.
On my way back, enjoying the lovely tickle of the tranquilly flowing breeze, lost in some other thought process, I suddenly collided with a man, a smartly dressed man, as I had noticed later. My bag of purchases fell down spilling its contents all over the road. The man, with complete grace, helped me recollect the contents. All the while he was doing this, I was thanking him. Then he handed me the bag and turned. I called him and said once again, “Thank you sir! Have a nice day!”
After this small little incident, I proceeded my way back. Not learning from my mistake, still humming and still lost in another world, I strolled. An abrupt change brought me back to my senses. I stepped over a peel and slipped, falling backwards, waiting for an injury. But to my relief, two hands supported me from back and helped me stand still. I turned and opened my mouth, “Than-”.
On turning, I saw a terrible poor and dirty man, smiling at me. His bedraggled clothes, the untidy hair, the dirty hands (the same that had supported me just a little back) and the bad breath all showed his poverty. My heart was willing to say something, but eventually, my brain overpowered the will. With a feeling of helplessness, I quickly turned back on my way home, with my mouth still open and an uncompleted phrase on my lips, but a genuine lesson in my heart.
I am sincerely awaiting your comments! :)
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Thank You!
In one of those sunny days, when each soul is eager to roam outside, I was given the mundane task of fetching some household items, which I surprisingly, accepted with buoyance.
Humming a mellifluous tune to myself, I commenced towards my first destination – “The Bakery”. After selecting the buns, the breads and the cakes, I thanked the baker, gave him money and thanked again. Still humming, I proceeded towards my next stop. The process of selecting, purchasing and thanking at various shops continued for a little while.
On my way back, enjoying the lovely tickle of the tranquilly flowing breeze, lost in some other thought process, I suddenly collided with a man, a smartly dressed man, as I had noticed later. My bag of purchases fell down spilling its contents all over the road. The man, with complete grace, helped me recollect the contents. All the while he was doing this, I was thanking him. Then he handed me the bag and turned. I called him and said once again, “Thank you sir! Have a nice day!”
After this small little incident, I proceeded my way back. Not learning from my mistake, still humming and still lost in another world, I strolled. An abrupt change brought me back to my senses. I stepped over a peel and slipped, falling backwards, waiting for an injury. But to my relief, two hands supported me from back and helped me stand still. I turned and opened my mouth, “Than-”.
On turning, I saw a terrible poor and dirty man, smiling at me. His bedraggled clothes, the untidy hair, the dirty hands (the same that had supported me just a little back) and the bad breath all showed his poverty. My heart was willing to say something, but eventually, my brain overpowered the will. With a feeling of helplessness, I quickly turned back on my way home, with my mouth still open and an uncompleted phrase on my lips, but a genuine lesson in my heart.